Though, the parasites would quickly make themselves known, through a few heavily noticeable alterations...
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First off, the syrup river streaming all throughout the realm, turned an odd shade of gray...
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"Hmm?"
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"What's up with the river?"
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A rather unnerved Hanky slowly backed away from his usual rest of comfort...
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Ready to run if necessary...
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Cause, obviously...
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Issues push shoved, constantly throughout his pervaded mind of barely sustained wonder...
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Put simply...
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Extra vestiges of ego, from some source, other than Hanky himself...
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Drove basically every source of comfort, to ruin...